Chapter 223: Just like the kind father of the Song Dynasty! Fu lived directly in Zhao Xu's bedroom and felt that this palace was not much better than his own home. "Dark Blue, add more!" [The Divine Illumination Sutra has reached its peak! ] Murong Fu, who had no shortage of dark blue dots, quickly mastered the Shenzhaojing. The power of this Shenzhaojing is secondary. The most important thing is its ability to bring the dead back to life. It can be called a low-end version of the Sacred Heart Sutra. Murong Fu naturally had to learn. He had already learned from Zhao Xu that this was given to him by a young monk. It seemed that Shaolin Temple was full of hidden secrets. A certain sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple actually dared to collude with the Song Dynasty court and become an enemy of Murong Fu, so he was doomed to death. Although Murong Fu had already been confident that he could deal with the Sweeping Monk, knowing both himself and his enemy would make things easier for him, so he didn't mind adding icing on the cake. "It can completely cure Teacher Wuyazi!"
Murong Fu thought. If this Shenzhaojing was used for Wuyazi to practice, Wuyazi would be able to truly recover, instead of being like he is now, where he can move freely but is half disabled and cannot fight with real masters. Therefore, Murong Fu had to admit that the Sweeping Monk had made great contributions to benefiting the disabled people in the world. At this moment, Murong Yan's voice came from outside the palace: "Your Highness Prince Yan, I am here to serve you in bed." "Come in!" Murong Fu laughed, thinking that Murong Yan was a woman who knew how to have fun. When it came to role-playing, she was not much different from Ah Zhu. When he was in private, he sometimes asked Ah Zhu to play the role of a female teacher, and Ah Zhu was happy to do so. The two of them worked together and achieved great harmony in life. But Murong Yan walked in, dressed in the gorgeous clothes of a royal concubine of the Song Dynasty. Behind her, followed the shy Queen Meng, who was dressed in the court dress of the Queen. "What is this?" Murong Fu was surprised. Murong Yan said: "Your Highness Prince Yan has now seized the city of Tokyo and captured the emperor of the Song Dynasty. Wouldn't he like to have a taste of the queen of the Song Dynasty? This must be a great pleasure for men." Murong Fu suddenly realized that Murong Yan wanted to please him. When the size of the harem reaches a certain size, it is no longer a love affair between men and women, but a workplace for women. This is especially true of the emperor's harem. The queen is the general manager, and the various concubines are either senior executives or middle-level employees. They compete with each other and try to please the emperor, the big boss. In the Tang Dynasty, Queen Wang wanted to compete for favor with Concubine Xiao Shufei. Knowing that Li Zhi liked his stepmother, she invited Wu Meiniang as external aid. In order to consolidate her favor, Zhao Feiyan also asked her sister Zhao Hede to serve Emperor Cheng of Han together. This pair of sisters made Emperor Cheng of Han unable to stop. Murong Yan used the same method, satisfying Murong Fu's bad habits in order to please Murong Fu and improve her status in Murong Fu's mind. Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that power was not an easy thing to grasp. Once one had power, one would face all kinds of temptations. Even if it was one's darkest desires in the depths of one's heart, there would be people who would try their best to cater to them. Many people cannot control themselves and will do whatever they want, leading to their own death and the destruction of their country! "How can I bully a married woman?" Murong Fu said, "This Queen Meng is so pitiful."
Murong Yan sneered, "Don't be fooled by her appearance. This Queen Meng is not a simple person! She is a spokesperson carefully selected by the civil officials of the Song Dynasty. She has secret connections with people outside the palace. She is a powerful person." "What?" Murong Fu was shocked. "Is there such a thing?" "Look at these." Murong Yan said, taking out a stack of papers. There were no words on the papers, but when they were illuminated by candlelight, words appeared. There was beautiful handwriting on it, recording every secret of the Song Dynasty palace in great detail. "This is the handwriting of Queen Meng. She has connections with many ministers outside the palace. She is worthy of being a descendant of Mencius." Murong Yan said, "I interrogated her and tortured the palace maids around her. I finally found out. It turns out that since the reign of Emperor Zhenzong, the civil officials and relatives of the emperor's wife and generals of the Song Dynasty have colluded with each other and interfered with the policy direction of the Song Dynasty in the form of meddling in politics by the harem to protect their own interests." "Empress Cao and Empress Dowager Gao were both such people. Empress Meng, who was personally selected by Empress Dowager Gao, was also such a person. She even suspected that Empress Dowager Gao did not die of natural causes and recorded this fact. It was supposed to be delivered once a month, but I didn't expect that Tokyo would be conquered by us before she delivered it." Murong Fu's expression became serious. He had realized that there really was a shadow court in the Song Dynasty. It might not be able to fight against the imperial power, but it could influence the emperor himself to a great extent. In addition, during the Jingkang Incident, Emperors Huizong and Qinzong and the royal family were all sent away, and only Empress Meng cleverly escaped. It seemed that there was something really confusing and difficult to explain in history books. "Who are they?" Murong Fu asked, "What interests are they protecting?" "In the southeast, especially the civil servants and relatives of the generals who came from the Wuyue Kingdom in the past, these people form a loose hidden line from the southeast to the capital." Murong Yan said, "And what they defend is naturally what is beneficial to them, such as the system of favoritism. This is the fundamental system that leads to redundant officials and redundant personnel, but no one has ever asked about it. There are also those who oppose and sabotage Qingmiaodai, because they want to lend money at high interest rates themselves, and they can't let the court take away their business." The system of nepotism was a common practice in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty. As long as the father was an official, his son could be appointed as an official through nepotism. Even officials who took the imperial examinations enjoyed this treatment. This led to a particularly serious problem of redundant officials and staff in the Song Dynasty, which became a huge burden on the finances. As for Qingmiao Loan, there is no need to say more, it was a complete mess. "Oh, that's amazing!" Murong Fu laughed, "Fortunately I have already issued the order in the southeast to kill those who can be killed. The blood has flowed like a river. I originally wanted to be lenient in the north, but now it seems that I should not be lenient. Kill those who need to be killed!" Queen Meng shuddered. "Don't be afraid, Queen. I'm not going to kill you. Besides, what you did is bringing chaos to the Song Dynasty court, not me." Murong Fu said with a smile, "I have always wanted to be a thief, but I was not able to do it openly because I met many elders in the past. Today, Queen, you look so charming. Can you sleep with me in bed and let me know Meng De's interest?" Murong Fu invited Murong Yan and Queen Meng to form a team. The two accepted Murong Fu's invitation. Then, I played the dungeon almost all night long. the next day. Murong Fu and Murong Yan were both martial artists, so they were hardly affected. However, Queen Meng was extremely tired and fell asleep. Murong Fu, in high spirits, was meeting with business representatives from Tokyo. After seeing Murong Fu's strength, these merchants became extremely respectful and gave money to reward the troops. Merchants represented by Shen Sanshi asked to see Murong Fu and gave him a large amount of money, silk, and beautiful women. Murong Fu naturally accepted it with a smile. If he doesn't take it, these businessmen will not feel at ease. "Sanshi, you are a smart person with good eyesight. You should know that the Song Dynasty is like a rabbit with a long tail." Murong Fu said, "I think you are also a promising talent. I have an important task to entrust to you. What do you think?" Shen Sanshi said, "I wonder what the King of Yan wants to say?" Murong Fu said: "I have a Longcheng Chamber of Commerce under my command. Business in Dali is booming. I plan to set up a branch of Longcheng Chamber of Commerce in Tokyo. You can invest in it and help me restore order in the market. You have done business to this extent, and you should also know that only by cooperating with the court can you do business better. And I am the court now."
"It's my honor!" Shen Sanshi said, "I will organize the Longcheng Chamber of Commerce right now and serve His Royal Highness the King of Yan." Murong Fu seemed to give Shen Sanshi a choice, but Shen Sanshi had no choice but to agree and serve under Murong Fu. Murong Fu intends to develop the Longcheng Chamber of Commerce into a state-owned enterprise under his name, using the Longcheng Chamber of Commerce as a lever to form state capitalism. Then use state capitalism to expand outward and expand the living space of the descendants of Yan and Huang. Murong Fu did not have much faith in the wisdom of future generations, and he also had a lot of time, so he planned to accomplish everything that could be done in one generation. "Since you are one of us, I am going to try the case. Do you want to come with me?" Murong Fu invited, "It will be very lively! Many people from Tokyo will come to watch the fun." "Of course, His Royal Highness Prince Yan has a sharp gaze, and he can clear the sky. Naturally, I have to take a look." Shen Sanshi flattered him, "To admire the majesty of His Royal Highness Prince Yan." But he didn't know how big a game Murong Fu was playing this time. After a while. Outside the imperial city. Citizens of Tokyo came in large numbers to watch the fun. Murong Fu sat in the center of the stage, with kind eyes, gentle smile, just like a benevolent father of the Song Dynasty. (End of this chapter)